Monday, January 24, 2011



Listen to the air,
and feel the touch of the gentle breeze.
a faint key to your heart
as you walk endlessly on a clouded pathway
lined with
Picasso’s statuettes.

Look deep into my eyes
and see the reflection of my heart.
Can you understand the pain, tenderness, and love
as you blink angel kisses
with your eyelashes; laughing…..

I feel your warmth in my dreams
your silk like touch haunted by your
endless nightly visits.

What do you want, you ask.....

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